Male superiority and female superiority: forced love

The night outside the window is like water, and the spring scenery in the pond is like wine.

He twisted his slender fingers through her wet hair, but the beauty turned her head away, blushing and kneading her heartbeat into a ball.

The seductive laughter echoed, with an indescribable wildness, peeking at her lips wet with spring water.

In the mist, the rosy little face was stunningly beautiful, like a newly blooming peach blossom, shy and timid, charming and beautiful.

Jiang Wenzhou didn't give her any chance to speak or escape. He raised his chin slightly and swallowed all the pearls that overflowed from those red lips.

The beauty was angry and bit her teeth, but in return she received a more intimate punishment.

Pearls and jade flew, the water surged. Two bodies pressed tightly together, submerged in the pool, holding the clouds and rain, ready to burst out.

Her fair wrists were raised high, struggling to grab the thin shirt not far away.

The moment it successfully touched it, a big hand broke through the water in time and pulled it back.

Sweet sweat fell, spring water thawed, and a delicate water lotus blossomed in the pond. The scorching hot kiss slowly and steadily outlined its beauty.

Finally, the two of them blossomed into their most mature selves in the sound of each other's heartbeats.

The thick night was burned into day by the spring light in the pond.

The slight anger between the beauty's brows was smoothed out one by one by a jade-like index finger.

In the resistance, her beautiful eyes were confused.

A faint smile spread across his handsome face, and he slowly released the big hand that was restraining her waist.

Spring comes, summer goes, autumn harvests, winter stores. He and she—the future is long.

That night, Jiang Wenzhou returned to the Prince's Mansion, leaving Ruan Chuyin alone and disheveled in the wind.

Le Wen walked in with Eight Treasures Black Chicken Soup and handed it over with a smile, "Don't blame me, Crown Princess. His Highness has to attend the morning court soon, and he will come to see you as soon as he finishes his work. This bowl of tonic soup contains the finest ginseng, and His Highness has instructed us to watch you drink it."

The most spiritual of thousands herbs, the best of hundreds of medicines, one or two hundred gold coins, the whole plant is worth ten thousand gold coins.

Perhaps only His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would give such a rare life-saving treasure to the Crown Princess to replenish her energy and health. This shows how much the Crown Princess is favored.

Ruan Chuyin didn't mean that at all. She was still upset about Jiang Wenzhou's repeated in-depth conversations with her.

Judging from what Le Nuguan said, he wouldn't be going back home at this time to work late into the night to handle government affairs, right?

I was exhausted, but this man was still energetic.

After a bowl of hot soup, her body warmed up and her limbs strengthened. The immediate effect was unprecedented. They could never have guessed that the broth wasn't made with the finest ginseng worth a few hundred gold coins, but rather the priceless, nearly extinct Red Golden Ginseng, even more precious than the purple herb Xiang Wanrong had gifted to Qi Jianshen. And it was this bowl of Eight Treasures Black Chicken Soup that inadvertently cured Ruan Chuyin's chronic uterine coldness.

The next day, I woke up at noon. Lunch was once again eight-treasure black chicken soup and roasted deer tendons.

Mottled gold fragments sprinkled onto my body through the curtains, and a warmth rose from the soles of my feet.

If you don't go out for a walk on such a nice day, you will miss the spring.

I figured Qin Guanzhi should have conveyed everything, so I thought about going to Mingyuelou Restaurant. I hadn't seen Wei Jiusi for several days, and I wondered how he was adapting.

"Crown Princess, are you going out? His Highness will come for dinner tonight." Le Wen and Lan Bing noticed that she was about to leave the house, and hurriedly surrounded her.

"I haven't been back to the restaurant in a few days. I'm going back to take a look. I'll try to come back later." Ruan Chuyin paused for a moment, not saying anything final. After seeing Wei Jiusi, it might not be so easy to return to Hongmei Villa.

Liangsong Street was unusually bustling. Word had spread that the eight major academies were jointly hosting a literary competition. Today was the preliminary round, and many talented young people were rushing to register. The sight of young people filling the streets was truly spectacular.

One of them was walking leisurely in the opposite direction on the street, which caught Ruan Chuyin's attention.

"Qu Haoyue!" She asked someone to stop the carriage and shouted loudly.

Qu Haoyue was so surprised that his face paled, and he ran up like a gust of wind. It had been a while since he'd seen his beloved, and he lost his composure, clinging to the window, his eyes gradually reddening as he choked out a sob, "Hatsune, you're finally back!"

Is this... Missing her so much he wants to cry? Ruan Chuyin suddenly noticed the deep love in his eyes and was slightly lost in thought. After a long while, she said, "I've been back for a while. I was so busy that I didn't bother going upstairs. By the way, didn't you sign up for the essay competition?"

"Will you go and see?" Qu Haoyue suddenly became energetic, staring at her with a pair of expectant eyes, looking very much like Xiao Hei from Zeng Jing's family. She couldn't bear to say no, so she nodded.

"Really? It's a deal then! You must come to the literary competition in five days!" Qu Haoyue said excitedly as he began to back away. After getting Ruan Chuyin's confirmation, he turned around and ran away in high spirits.

The preliminary selection was nothing. When I met him, even Wenquxing would have to stand aside. He was like a chicken with blood, full of fighting spirit and excitement.

"Five days later..." Ruan Chuyin murmured the agreed time and lowered the curtains.

The carriage slowly drove to the door of the restaurant. As soon as I took a step out, I saw the backs of Qin Guanzhi and Xiang Yunchi striding in.

The startling glimpse made her sense a murderous aura that couldn't be ignored, and she abruptly retracted her foot. It seemed she had been overthinking things, and she needed to give Guan Zhi more time. She immediately told the groom to turn around and leave.

Passing by an alley, she delightedly saw a familiar figure, but when she saw the man next to the figure, the smile on her face froze little by little.

Who could tell her why Liu Dongxiang was with Fu Suiyun, and why she looked so shy?

When I thought about the quick glance I took when I passed by the "Yanhua Jiaofang" that day, I suddenly had a bad premonition in my heart.

After half a cup of tea, Fu Suiyun took out a small golden box from his arms and handed it to her. He then leaned over to whisper a few words in her ear, smiled, hugged her, walked to the alley, and turned to leave.

"Dongxiang! Here!" Ruan Chuyin immediately called out to the man when she saw him walking away.

"Hatsune, you're back!" Liu Dongxiang happily jumped onto the carriage, urging them to go to the ferry. It turned out she had an appointment with Cai Lei and Wang Yumei to go boating and drink tea together.

What a coincidence, Ruan Chuyin also caught up.

So the four good friends gathered together again, and the boat suddenly became lively.

Liu Dongxiang had paid for today's charter boat. Of the three golden flowers, her monthly allowance had always been the smallest, yet now she had suddenly become so extravagant that her friends were quite baffled.

Cai Lei and Wang Yumei didn't think much of it. Only Ruan Chuyin would glance over from time to time, wanting to speak but hesitant. Finally, she couldn't help but ask, "Dongxiang, do you know Fu Suiyun, the owner of Baoyuezhai?"